A/N: I switched this back to PG-13.....I guess I felt more people could
read it that way. If anyone has any complaints let me know and I'll see
what I can do. Thanks for reading. ENJOY THE CHAPTER!!!
"Are you sure you're fine?" Jeff asked as I tucked the phone between my shoulder and ear so that I could wrap my ankle.
"Yes Jeff, I'm fine. Don't worry."
"What I don't understand is why I had to hear about all this from Jay who heard about it from Adam. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know. I guess I never really thought about it. I'm glad I didn't though. You probably would have rushed to the hospital as fast as possible."
"Baby, why don't you let me do this for you?" Shane asked. I nodded as he took the bandage from me.
"Was that Shane?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, it is."
"Oh. How are you two doing?" he asked quietly. He sounded upset, sad, hurt. But I didn't understand why.
"We are doing excellent," I said with a laugh. Shane raised his eyebrows suggestively as he velcroed my ankle brace.
"I see. Well, that's good to hear. Ya know, Liger really misses you. He's constantly looking for you whenever we're at my Dad's house. He runs right up to your room and lies on your bed. It's quite depressing."
"Awe....what a sweetheart," I said as Shane helped me pulled my boot over all the crap on my ankle.
"You're on in 10 minutes," a tech said sticking his head into the locker room.
"Well, I guess you gotta go," Jeff said.
"Yeah. I do. Wish me luck!"
"Always! Who are you wrestling? Nidia again?"
"Yeah and Jamie and Chavo and Tajiri."
"I sure as hell hope you've got help."
"Yeah, I'm with Shane, Shan, and Peter."
"Oh, good. Well, have fun. I'll see ya soon?" "Yeah! Love ya babe!"
"I love you too," Jeff said seriously. I hung up and took Shane's hand as we walked out the door. We stood with the others and gave each other good luck hugs.
"STAND BACK! THERE'S A HURRICANE COMING THROUGH!"
"The following match is an inter-gender 8 person tag match. Now entering the ring weighing in at 215 lbs, from Smithfield, North Carolina, THE HURRICANE!" There was a massive pop for Shane as he ran down the ramp. Then Shannon's music hit. "The Hurricane's partner, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 195 lbs, SHANNON MOORE!" Shannon had most of the girls screaming for him as he slid into the ring to join Shane. Billy Kidman was the next to go out and he seemed to get less of a response than Shannon which was unusual. "And their partner, from Corinth, Maine, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!"
I stood at the top of the ramp as my music played and I bounced my head heavily to my music. The black light that I began to use, Jeff talked me into it, showed off the paint that I had used on my arms and face. I was really beginning to be Jeff Hardy's clone. But it's all because he told me the fans would love it more. If that's what he thinks the fans will love, than I'm all for it. I flipped over the ropes into the ring and waited for our opponents to arrive. Chavo came out first and stood at the bottom of the ramp, waiting for his tag partners. Tajiri, Jamie, and Nidia came out together and got into the ring. We had a face off where we all yelled at each other before the ref broke us up and Shannon was left in the ring to wrestle Tajiri. Tajiri had total control over Shannon for their time in the ring. Shannon made a desperation move and they both laid motionless on the mat. The ref began the count and Shannon slowly crawled over to us and tagged in Peter as Tajiri tagged in Jamie. Billy laid out Tajiri and Jamie as they tried to double team him. Tajiri rolled out of the ring and left Jamie to fend for himself. Billy had Jamie in a headlock as he tagged me in. It was my time to shine, to show the audience that I was much more than just a Diva. That I could actually kick some ass. Billy whipped Jamie into the corner and I was there to put him into a running bulldog. Jamie was out, face down on the mat. I went up to the top rope and a 450 back flip. I went for the cover and he kicked out on 2. I picked him up and whipped him into the ropes. On his way back I did a head scissor take-down. I ran to the ropes and did a lionsault just as he moved. He picked me up by my hair and put my head over the bottom rope as Nidia ran over and gave me the guillotine. I bounced off the ropes and laid on the mat grabbing at my throat. He dragged me by my hair to his corner and tagged Nidia in. Shane tried to get in the ring to help, but instead he distracted the ref and everyone ganged up on me. They were out of the ring before the ref turned around. Nidia started on her Diva work and pulled out a bunch of slaps, kicks, and weak chops. She whipped me into the corner and she tried for a hurracuranna, but I threw her down on the mat and ran over to he guys and tagged in Shane. He went wild on Nidia. But being the guy that he is, he let her tag Chavo in. Chavo jumped in with some awesome chops, but Shane got the upper-hand and gave Chavo the eye of a hurricane. Shane went to the top rope and I handed him his cape. He put it on and flew on Chavo. He went for the cover and the win. 1...2...3! He got the win and ran over to me. He lifted me into the ring and put me on his shoulders to celebrate. The others ran out of the ring as fast as possible and Shane took me off his shoulders. He moved a stray strand of hair out of my face and took my face in his hands. I put my hands on his wrists as he pulled my face in close. Our lips touched and we shared a Matt and Lita kiss. The crowd went wild!! It was nuts to hear the crowd erupt into screams of pure joy. We pulled away and smiled at each other before climbing out of the ring. We went back stage and began to hear whistles and cat calls from our fellow wrestlers.
"That was hot. I think it beat mine and Lita's kiss," Matt said patting Shane on the back.
"Practice for Tuesday nite man!" Shane said happily.
"The crowd was really responsive to that. In a good way. I'm kinda surprised. I think everyone expects you to be with Jeff," Chris Beniot said on his way to the curtain.
"He's right. No one expected that. Not even us," Rey said.
"Well, we are setting up for the really big thing happening Tuesday nite." I smiled and bit on my bottom lip as Shane wrapped his sweaty arm around me.
"Casey." I turned around and come face to face with the man who was unfair. I cringed when he said my name. I took in a deep breath and crossed my arms. Shane put a protective arm around my waist.
"What Randy?" I asked coldly.
"Bob and I want to speak to you about the match tomorrow nite. Do you think we could get together tomorrow afternoon?" he asked with the same cold tone. I could tell it was taking a lot for him to speak to me. His pride was being hurt and I loved it.
"I guess I could spare some time for you," I said turning back to my friends. I heard make a huffing sound before he walked off. I shook my head and raised it high to kiss Shane's cheek. He smiled as he pulled me away from the group.
"Do you wanna head out now? I mean, after you accompany Matt to the ring?" Shane asked.
"Don't we have to wait for Matt? We are sharing a car," I said.
"I mean head up to Dallas. We could go just as soon as Matt's match is over. I already talked to him and he said to go that he would get a ride with someone else."
"Okay, I guess that would be cool." I felt a hand grip my arm loosely and I was being pulled away. Shane laughed as I blew him a kiss. Matt and I stood behind the curtain and waited for his music to hit.
"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Now entering the ring, weighing in at 234 lbs, from Cameron, North Carolina, being accompanied by Mystic Angel, MATT HARDY!!!" He grabbed my hand as we walked down the ramp. I got a good reaction, but chants of 'we want Jeff' began and he quickly let go of my hand angrily. He started yelling at the crowd as I laughed at him. He looked at me roughly and I tried to compose myself. "And his opponent weighing in at 240 lbs, from Boston, Massachusetts, JOHN CENA!!!"
The girls started screaming. There were only a few that got that reaction. Edge, Rey, Jeff, and Randy were the major ones. John was really making his mark on the girls I mean he is an awesome body! I stood in Matt's corner and tried to get the crowd into him, but it wasn't working. So, I decided I'd go along with the crowd.
"We want Jeff! We want Jeff!" We chanted. It really started pissing Matt off and I think it was true anger too. He looked at me as I chanted and scowled. I shut my mouth and stood there quietly. I backed up into the gates blocking the audience from the ring and crossed my arms, waiting for the match to finish. I started getting grabbed at. I turned around and saw a little 10 year old boy.
"Can I help you?" I asked as nicely as possible.
"Can I have your autograph? You're my favorite Diva. Even if you are dating the Hurricane," he said shyly.
"Sure, but I'm not a Diva...well, I don't consider myself one." I took him pen and signed the back of his green Hardy Boyz shirt.
"That's true. You're too good to be a Diva," he said quietly.
"Awe. That's really sweet," I said kissing his cheek lightly. "So you don't like me and the Hurricane together?"
"No. I think you should be with Jeff Hardy. He's my favorite. I wanna be just like him."
"Well, you're gonna have to work really hard. And be very careful. You don't wanna go into backyard wrestling, trust me. It's really not safe. And he does a lot of high risk stuff. You sure you can do those swantons off 20 foot ladders?" I questioned. "You know, I think you could. Just don't until you get the training you need. Promise me?"
He smiled and shook his head. I smiled and nodded. "Thanks a lot. I'm definitely gonna try to be a WWE wrestler."
"Hey! Get back kid. Don't make me throw you out." My smile faded as I thought back to where I heard that voice before.
"I can't let you stay here. You need to go."
"I'm soaking wet!!! It's pouring out there!!! I'm not goin back out there!!!"
"I don't really care. You NEED to leave!"
"JIM!!" I yelled as I turned to face the asshole of a security guard. I rubbed my arm where he had gripped it so tightly and I could almost feel the pain and bruise coming back.
"Oh, it's you. I can't believe you're a wrestler." He shook his head disapprovingly. "Now, kid, back away from the talent!"
"Jim, no. He's fine right where he is." I put my arm around the kid's shoulders and stared at Jim. Challenging him to do something. He just crossed his arms and glared at me.
"Fine, but don't come running to me when half the arena want to jump on you!" he yelled as he turned around to go yell at some kids that were beginning to fight.
"Thanks. I really didn't want to get thrown out. I love wrestling and this is my first show."
"Not a problem. He was an issue for me when I first met these guys. Matt was there to help me out. I'm just helping someone else just like Matt helped me."
"Could I get a picture with you?" he asked with that shy voice again.
"SURE!! I would love to take a picture with you. Why don't you come over the barricade?" I said. His eyes opened with excitement as I helped him over. We stood in front of the ring and I put my arm around him as he put his arm around my waist. We did the Hardyz gunz and his mother took the picture. I gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek and helped him back over the barricade. I heard Matt's music blaring in the arena and turned to see him raising his hands in victory as John laid on the mat.
"And your winner....MATT HARDY!!!!" I slid into the ring and held up his hands as mix of cheers and boos came from the crowd. His heel character was really starting to work with the crowd. We walked up the ramp and Shane met me backstage holding my bags. He took my hand and we left the building.
"Have I told you how much I love you today?" he asked as we drove on the highway.
"Ummmm....not in an hour or so!" I laughed as I kissed his cheek. I nibbled on his ear slightly. He made a slight moaning noise as I pulled away.
"Did you really have to stop?" he asked.
"Yes. That was just a little taste of what you'll be getting when we get to the hotel," I said innocently. He looked at me, grinned devilishly, and stepped on the gas.
The ride was supposed to take about 2 hours, but we did in 1. He quickly unloaded the car and checked into the hotel. One room for the two of us. He quickly pulled me into the elevator and we started making out. Obviously he couldn't wait for the room because we had a quickie in the elevator. When the doors opened, we quickly straightened our clothes and ran to our room. Shane threw our bags on the floor and grabbed me into a soft, gentle, passionate kiss. We fell back onto the bed and our hands began to explore every inch of each other's body. Clothes were being thrown off and hands were all over the place. He sucked on my neck and I let out a soft moan. He trailed down my body with kisses.
"You are so beautiful. I love you."
"I love you Shane!" I said in ecstasy.
"You are my angel. My angel sent from heaven!" he yelled.
"No, Shane, you're my Angel!" I yelled as our bodies began to move like waves in an ocean together. My heart began to race as soft moans came from us.
"ANGEL!" Shane screamed out. I wasn't too far behind him, screaming out his name.
We laid together with sweat of love and passion dripping off our bodies, mixing together. Shane pulled me closer to him as we laid under the sheets. He ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed my cheek softly.
"Angel?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"When did you start calling me that?"
"That's my new nickname for you. I think kiddo is just a little...well, not right." I chuckled as I wrapped my arms around him.
"Well, what am I gonna call you?"
"Hmmmmmm.....well, girls always did call me Sugar." he laughed as I pulled away from him.
"Nope.....and don't expect to get any from me for quite sometime!" I said sliding out of the bed, pulling a blanket with me to wrap around me.
"Oh, come on. You know I was kidding. Please, I love you," he said looking up at me with these big brown puppy dog eyes. I sighed and jumped onto the bed into his arms.
"So, Sugar, what's it like to be so sweet?" I asked as I ran my tongue down his chest.
"Uhhhh....." I looked up at him and smiled. "You should know. You've had enough of me in you!"
"Oh, man. That just ruined it right there. I'm done." I said as I laid down next to him. I rolled on my side and he flopped his arm over me, holding me close.
I sat up as the sun rose and looked at the man I was in love with. He made me feel so wonderful, so special. He made me feel beautiful, no one made me feel that way. I watched as he turned on his side. His hair was messed and the sheets were falling off his gorgeous naked body. I smiled as I kissed his cheek and pulled the sheets over him. I grabbed a pair of lounge pants and one of his sweatshirts as I walked into the bathroom for a shower. I wasn't in there long before I felt a hand trail down my stomach and down my leg. I felt him put kisses on my wet neck and shoulder. The water ran off our bodies as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he propped me up against the wall of the shower. I opened my eyes and looked into the face of my rainbow.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I shot up in the bed.
"Angel? Are you okay?" Shane asked running out of the bathroom. He knelt down beside the bed and took my hand in his. He kissed the back of my hand lightly and rubbed it as he looked into my eyes. "Another rainbow dream?"
"Yes. This time we were having sex in the shower while you were asleep in the bedroom."
"What's up wit dat!?" he exclaimed. My eyes grew wide as I burst into laughter. "It was just a dream. Nothing to worry about."
He stood up and kissed the top of my head before walking back into the bathroom. I heard the shower water running and walked in. He stuck his head out of the curtain and smiled at me.
"Couldn't stay away from Sugar's hot bod, huh?" he asked egotistically. "How'd you guess!?" I asked as I bit on my lower lip. I began to tease him. I ran my fingers up and down his wet, bare chest.
"Why don't you join me? You look a little dirty."
"Well, I am feeling a little dirty right now. I guess I could use a good wash down." I stepped into the tub and Shane pulled me into his wet body. He placed kisses on my shoulder and put his hands all over my back. I ran my fingers through his hair as the water dripped off of us. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him as he pushed me against the wall of the shower. He put his hands against the wall and the heat of our bodies together washed over me. We moved rhythmically together like we had time and time again before. We stopped abruptly when we heard the door open to his room. Since the bathroom door was open, Shane quickly pulled the curtain around the tub.
"Anyone here? The door was unlocked!" We heard Randy's voice yell from the bedroom. My eyes grew wide as Shane helped me off of him. I reached around the curtain and pulled a towel off the racks. I wrapped it around me and stepped out of the tub.
"Randy?" I said as I walked out of the bathroom. He turned around and looked at me. You could feel the tension between us was thick and uncomfortable.
"I came up to get you for our meeting," he said with an unfriendly tone. "But I see you won't be ready for awhile."
"Just give me ten minutes. Or I can meet ya'll in the lobby," I said with the same tone.
"We'll meet you in the lobby in ten minutes. Wouldn't want to be here when your wonderful boyfriend, Shane fuckin Helms gets back. I don't need to be here to see that!" he yelled angrily.
"He's already here! You couldn't hear us screaming each others names??!!" I yelled back.
"I should have known you were already fucking him. Makes sense. Two sluts getting together!"
"You fucking asshole! I told you once not to call her a slut!" I heard Shane yell. He stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He was dripping with water as he walked with confidence over to Randy.
"Why? I'm only speaking the truth. You two are sluts. She'll find out that you're sleeping around and you know it! And I wouldn't be surprised if she was sleeping around on you too!!!" Randy yelled as he slammed the door behind him.
"Asshole," Shane said.
"Shane, you're not sleeping with other girls are you?" I asked with hurt in my voice.
"No, I wouldn't do that to you. You should know that I'm not like that. He's just trying to end our relationship. Which isn't going to happen!" He pulled me into his arms. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm sorry I questioned it. I know you wouldn't do that to me, it's just that he's so intent on making us believe we're sluts. You know I wouldn't do that right?" I asked. "I'm not a slut. Seriously, I've only been with you and one other guy."
"I know. I'm not at all worried about it. Don't listen to anything he says. It's not true. That's all in my past anyways." I stepped back and stared at him.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I thought you knew about my past." I shook my head as he sighed.
"When I was in the WCW I had quite the reputation for being, well, a slut. I slept around. It was really bad, but I had girls throwing themselves on me and I guess I couldn't deal with it. Well, not in the right way. So I dealt with it in the only way I knew how. Give in. And give in, I did. After about a year I realized that it was the wrong thing and I stopped. I haven't done anything like that since my 3-Count days. And I would never do anything like that again. Especially while I'm with you," he explained. He kissed me softly and I smiled.
"Thanks for telling me. I'm glad you told me. Really, I am. But unfortunately, I have to go meet the asshole in the lobby." I grabbed one of his sweatshirts and a pair of lounge pants. I quickly changed and ran downstairs. Bob and Randy were sitting in the lobby quietly. Bob jumped up and hugged me the moment he saw me.
We had a quick discussion about the match and I went to the gym to work out. I ended up beating up a punching bag to let out all of my anger about Randy. If only I could have had his face taped on the thing. That probably would have helped, but then again I probably would have ripped the thing in half if it did have his picture on it. I eventually left the gym and went back to the hotel to shower. I rode with Shannon to the arena since Matt and Shane had already left.
"You and Shane must be getting pretty serious?" Shannon asked sweetly.
"Yeah we are. I love him."
"Yeah, and he loves you. I'm just really surprised you're not with Jeff. I mean look at you. You're the spitting image of Jeff. You've got the hair, the clothes, the attitude, the talent. It's like you were meant for each other." Shannon said as he parked the car. I unhooked the belt and looked at him.
"It's almost like all of you want me and Shane to split up. Why?" I asked turning to face him.
"Nobody wants you two to split up. Really, we don't. I was just saying that it surprises me that you don't wanna be with Jeff. You two do have chemistry together. But so do you and Shane. Which ever person you want to be with, I'm happy for the both of you and wish you the best of luck. Any guy would be lucky to have you," he said kissing me on the cheek.
"Thanks I think. And I wanna be with Shane. Jeff's like my brother and that's it." I got out of the car and grabbed my bag from the backseat. I walked into the arena and started getting ready for the match.
"Now entering the ring from Corinth, Maine, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!" I walked out bouncing my head to the beat. I looked at the ring and saw Randy leaned up against one of the posts with his arms crossed.
I walked down the ramp waving at the crowd and flipped into the ring. I glared at Randy as I went to stand on the posts. Billy, Chuck, and Rico walked out as Bob and I stood on the apron while Randy went up against Chuck. I stood on the apron, reluctantly, cheering Randy on. Randy tagged in Bob and stood as far away from me as possible. We didn't make any eye contact. I cheered on Bob as he fought Billy. He was down and had to get out. He tagged in Randy and I continued to cheer. Rico came around and attacked Bob from behind. Randy was in trouble and I knew I had to get in there. But he was being hard headed. He wouldn't tag me in. He got pushed into our corner and I made the blind tag. I jumped in and went after Billy, but Randy pulled me away. He pushed me into the posts hard and lunged at him. I punched him and kicked him I even put him into a snap suplex. He just angered me so much that I could have lifted a 400 lbs man. I could have lifted Rakishi. I continued to punch and kick as I was lifted off of him by Billy. I struggled for him to let me down as he carried me up the ramp and placed me on the floor.
"What the hell was that all about?" he asked holding onto my shoulders.
"He should have tagged me in. So I did it myself and he got all pissed off."
"You shouldn't have attacked him back like that. You should have just waited till you got back here," he said softly. "Although, I do understand where you are coming from and I probably would have done the same thing."
"Case, what the hell were you doing?" Bob yelled.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to screw up the match."
"Well you did. What the fuck was the purpose to you lunging at me?!" Randy yelled.
"Randy, don't yell at her. She didn't screw up the match. You did!" Bob yelled.
"ME!!??? I'm not the one that did a blind tag and lunged at their partner!" Randy glared at me. I crossed my arms and stared at him.
"No, you didn't, but you did push her away instead of accepting the fact that she knew that you had to get out of there!" Billy yelled.
"Whatever man! Casey, I hope you and Shane are very happy together! Later!" Randy yelled as he stormed off.
"Casey, ya ready to get out of here?" Shane asked as he put a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked at him.
"Yeah, I am." I turned back to the guys and smiled. "Thanks for sticking up for me with Randy. That was awesome of you guys."
"No problem. Not like you would have needed the help anyways," Billy said as I gave him a hug. I gave Bob a hug and took off with Shane.
"Are you sure you're fine?" Jeff asked as I tucked the phone between my shoulder and ear so that I could wrap my ankle.
"Yes Jeff, I'm fine. Don't worry."
"What I don't understand is why I had to hear about all this from Jay who heard about it from Adam. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know. I guess I never really thought about it. I'm glad I didn't though. You probably would have rushed to the hospital as fast as possible."
"Baby, why don't you let me do this for you?" Shane asked. I nodded as he took the bandage from me.
"Was that Shane?" Jeff asked.
"Yeah, it is."
"Oh. How are you two doing?" he asked quietly. He sounded upset, sad, hurt. But I didn't understand why.
"We are doing excellent," I said with a laugh. Shane raised his eyebrows suggestively as he velcroed my ankle brace.
"I see. Well, that's good to hear. Ya know, Liger really misses you. He's constantly looking for you whenever we're at my Dad's house. He runs right up to your room and lies on your bed. It's quite depressing."
"Awe....what a sweetheart," I said as Shane helped me pulled my boot over all the crap on my ankle.
"You're on in 10 minutes," a tech said sticking his head into the locker room.
"Well, I guess you gotta go," Jeff said.
"Yeah. I do. Wish me luck!"
"Always! Who are you wrestling? Nidia again?"
"Yeah and Jamie and Chavo and Tajiri."
"I sure as hell hope you've got help."
"Yeah, I'm with Shane, Shan, and Peter."
"Oh, good. Well, have fun. I'll see ya soon?" "Yeah! Love ya babe!"
"I love you too," Jeff said seriously. I hung up and took Shane's hand as we walked out the door. We stood with the others and gave each other good luck hugs.
"STAND BACK! THERE'S A HURRICANE COMING THROUGH!"
"The following match is an inter-gender 8 person tag match. Now entering the ring weighing in at 215 lbs, from Smithfield, North Carolina, THE HURRICANE!" There was a massive pop for Shane as he ran down the ramp. Then Shannon's music hit. "The Hurricane's partner, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 195 lbs, SHANNON MOORE!" Shannon had most of the girls screaming for him as he slid into the ring to join Shane. Billy Kidman was the next to go out and he seemed to get less of a response than Shannon which was unusual. "And their partner, from Corinth, Maine, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!"
I stood at the top of the ramp as my music played and I bounced my head heavily to my music. The black light that I began to use, Jeff talked me into it, showed off the paint that I had used on my arms and face. I was really beginning to be Jeff Hardy's clone. But it's all because he told me the fans would love it more. If that's what he thinks the fans will love, than I'm all for it. I flipped over the ropes into the ring and waited for our opponents to arrive. Chavo came out first and stood at the bottom of the ramp, waiting for his tag partners. Tajiri, Jamie, and Nidia came out together and got into the ring. We had a face off where we all yelled at each other before the ref broke us up and Shannon was left in the ring to wrestle Tajiri. Tajiri had total control over Shannon for their time in the ring. Shannon made a desperation move and they both laid motionless on the mat. The ref began the count and Shannon slowly crawled over to us and tagged in Peter as Tajiri tagged in Jamie. Billy laid out Tajiri and Jamie as they tried to double team him. Tajiri rolled out of the ring and left Jamie to fend for himself. Billy had Jamie in a headlock as he tagged me in. It was my time to shine, to show the audience that I was much more than just a Diva. That I could actually kick some ass. Billy whipped Jamie into the corner and I was there to put him into a running bulldog. Jamie was out, face down on the mat. I went up to the top rope and a 450 back flip. I went for the cover and he kicked out on 2. I picked him up and whipped him into the ropes. On his way back I did a head scissor take-down. I ran to the ropes and did a lionsault just as he moved. He picked me up by my hair and put my head over the bottom rope as Nidia ran over and gave me the guillotine. I bounced off the ropes and laid on the mat grabbing at my throat. He dragged me by my hair to his corner and tagged Nidia in. Shane tried to get in the ring to help, but instead he distracted the ref and everyone ganged up on me. They were out of the ring before the ref turned around. Nidia started on her Diva work and pulled out a bunch of slaps, kicks, and weak chops. She whipped me into the corner and she tried for a hurracuranna, but I threw her down on the mat and ran over to he guys and tagged in Shane. He went wild on Nidia. But being the guy that he is, he let her tag Chavo in. Chavo jumped in with some awesome chops, but Shane got the upper-hand and gave Chavo the eye of a hurricane. Shane went to the top rope and I handed him his cape. He put it on and flew on Chavo. He went for the cover and the win. 1...2...3! He got the win and ran over to me. He lifted me into the ring and put me on his shoulders to celebrate. The others ran out of the ring as fast as possible and Shane took me off his shoulders. He moved a stray strand of hair out of my face and took my face in his hands. I put my hands on his wrists as he pulled my face in close. Our lips touched and we shared a Matt and Lita kiss. The crowd went wild!! It was nuts to hear the crowd erupt into screams of pure joy. We pulled away and smiled at each other before climbing out of the ring. We went back stage and began to hear whistles and cat calls from our fellow wrestlers.
"That was hot. I think it beat mine and Lita's kiss," Matt said patting Shane on the back.
"Practice for Tuesday nite man!" Shane said happily.
"The crowd was really responsive to that. In a good way. I'm kinda surprised. I think everyone expects you to be with Jeff," Chris Beniot said on his way to the curtain.
"He's right. No one expected that. Not even us," Rey said.
"Well, we are setting up for the really big thing happening Tuesday nite." I smiled and bit on my bottom lip as Shane wrapped his sweaty arm around me.
"Casey." I turned around and come face to face with the man who was unfair. I cringed when he said my name. I took in a deep breath and crossed my arms. Shane put a protective arm around my waist.
"What Randy?" I asked coldly.
"Bob and I want to speak to you about the match tomorrow nite. Do you think we could get together tomorrow afternoon?" he asked with the same cold tone. I could tell it was taking a lot for him to speak to me. His pride was being hurt and I loved it.
"I guess I could spare some time for you," I said turning back to my friends. I heard make a huffing sound before he walked off. I shook my head and raised it high to kiss Shane's cheek. He smiled as he pulled me away from the group.
"Do you wanna head out now? I mean, after you accompany Matt to the ring?" Shane asked.
"Don't we have to wait for Matt? We are sharing a car," I said.
"I mean head up to Dallas. We could go just as soon as Matt's match is over. I already talked to him and he said to go that he would get a ride with someone else."
"Okay, I guess that would be cool." I felt a hand grip my arm loosely and I was being pulled away. Shane laughed as I blew him a kiss. Matt and I stood behind the curtain and waited for his music to hit.
"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Now entering the ring, weighing in at 234 lbs, from Cameron, North Carolina, being accompanied by Mystic Angel, MATT HARDY!!!" He grabbed my hand as we walked down the ramp. I got a good reaction, but chants of 'we want Jeff' began and he quickly let go of my hand angrily. He started yelling at the crowd as I laughed at him. He looked at me roughly and I tried to compose myself. "And his opponent weighing in at 240 lbs, from Boston, Massachusetts, JOHN CENA!!!"
The girls started screaming. There were only a few that got that reaction. Edge, Rey, Jeff, and Randy were the major ones. John was really making his mark on the girls I mean he is an awesome body! I stood in Matt's corner and tried to get the crowd into him, but it wasn't working. So, I decided I'd go along with the crowd.
"We want Jeff! We want Jeff!" We chanted. It really started pissing Matt off and I think it was true anger too. He looked at me as I chanted and scowled. I shut my mouth and stood there quietly. I backed up into the gates blocking the audience from the ring and crossed my arms, waiting for the match to finish. I started getting grabbed at. I turned around and saw a little 10 year old boy.
"Can I help you?" I asked as nicely as possible.
"Can I have your autograph? You're my favorite Diva. Even if you are dating the Hurricane," he said shyly.
"Sure, but I'm not a Diva...well, I don't consider myself one." I took him pen and signed the back of his green Hardy Boyz shirt.
"That's true. You're too good to be a Diva," he said quietly.
"Awe. That's really sweet," I said kissing his cheek lightly. "So you don't like me and the Hurricane together?"
"No. I think you should be with Jeff Hardy. He's my favorite. I wanna be just like him."
"Well, you're gonna have to work really hard. And be very careful. You don't wanna go into backyard wrestling, trust me. It's really not safe. And he does a lot of high risk stuff. You sure you can do those swantons off 20 foot ladders?" I questioned. "You know, I think you could. Just don't until you get the training you need. Promise me?"
He smiled and shook his head. I smiled and nodded. "Thanks a lot. I'm definitely gonna try to be a WWE wrestler."
"Hey! Get back kid. Don't make me throw you out." My smile faded as I thought back to where I heard that voice before.
"I can't let you stay here. You need to go."
"I'm soaking wet!!! It's pouring out there!!! I'm not goin back out there!!!"
"I don't really care. You NEED to leave!"
"JIM!!" I yelled as I turned to face the asshole of a security guard. I rubbed my arm where he had gripped it so tightly and I could almost feel the pain and bruise coming back.
"Oh, it's you. I can't believe you're a wrestler." He shook his head disapprovingly. "Now, kid, back away from the talent!"
"Jim, no. He's fine right where he is." I put my arm around the kid's shoulders and stared at Jim. Challenging him to do something. He just crossed his arms and glared at me.
"Fine, but don't come running to me when half the arena want to jump on you!" he yelled as he turned around to go yell at some kids that were beginning to fight.
"Thanks. I really didn't want to get thrown out. I love wrestling and this is my first show."
"Not a problem. He was an issue for me when I first met these guys. Matt was there to help me out. I'm just helping someone else just like Matt helped me."
"Could I get a picture with you?" he asked with that shy voice again.
"SURE!! I would love to take a picture with you. Why don't you come over the barricade?" I said. His eyes opened with excitement as I helped him over. We stood in front of the ring and I put my arm around him as he put his arm around my waist. We did the Hardyz gunz and his mother took the picture. I gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek and helped him back over the barricade. I heard Matt's music blaring in the arena and turned to see him raising his hands in victory as John laid on the mat.
"And your winner....MATT HARDY!!!!" I slid into the ring and held up his hands as mix of cheers and boos came from the crowd. His heel character was really starting to work with the crowd. We walked up the ramp and Shane met me backstage holding my bags. He took my hand and we left the building.
"Have I told you how much I love you today?" he asked as we drove on the highway.
"Ummmm....not in an hour or so!" I laughed as I kissed his cheek. I nibbled on his ear slightly. He made a slight moaning noise as I pulled away.
"Did you really have to stop?" he asked.
"Yes. That was just a little taste of what you'll be getting when we get to the hotel," I said innocently. He looked at me, grinned devilishly, and stepped on the gas.
The ride was supposed to take about 2 hours, but we did in 1. He quickly unloaded the car and checked into the hotel. One room for the two of us. He quickly pulled me into the elevator and we started making out. Obviously he couldn't wait for the room because we had a quickie in the elevator. When the doors opened, we quickly straightened our clothes and ran to our room. Shane threw our bags on the floor and grabbed me into a soft, gentle, passionate kiss. We fell back onto the bed and our hands began to explore every inch of each other's body. Clothes were being thrown off and hands were all over the place. He sucked on my neck and I let out a soft moan. He trailed down my body with kisses.
"You are so beautiful. I love you."
"I love you Shane!" I said in ecstasy.
"You are my angel. My angel sent from heaven!" he yelled.
"No, Shane, you're my Angel!" I yelled as our bodies began to move like waves in an ocean together. My heart began to race as soft moans came from us.
"ANGEL!" Shane screamed out. I wasn't too far behind him, screaming out his name.
We laid together with sweat of love and passion dripping off our bodies, mixing together. Shane pulled me closer to him as we laid under the sheets. He ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed my cheek softly.
"Angel?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"When did you start calling me that?"
"That's my new nickname for you. I think kiddo is just a little...well, not right." I chuckled as I wrapped my arms around him.
"Well, what am I gonna call you?"
"Hmmmmmm.....well, girls always did call me Sugar." he laughed as I pulled away from him.
"Nope.....and don't expect to get any from me for quite sometime!" I said sliding out of the bed, pulling a blanket with me to wrap around me.
"Oh, come on. You know I was kidding. Please, I love you," he said looking up at me with these big brown puppy dog eyes. I sighed and jumped onto the bed into his arms.
"So, Sugar, what's it like to be so sweet?" I asked as I ran my tongue down his chest.
"Uhhhh....." I looked up at him and smiled. "You should know. You've had enough of me in you!"
"Oh, man. That just ruined it right there. I'm done." I said as I laid down next to him. I rolled on my side and he flopped his arm over me, holding me close.
I sat up as the sun rose and looked at the man I was in love with. He made me feel so wonderful, so special. He made me feel beautiful, no one made me feel that way. I watched as he turned on his side. His hair was messed and the sheets were falling off his gorgeous naked body. I smiled as I kissed his cheek and pulled the sheets over him. I grabbed a pair of lounge pants and one of his sweatshirts as I walked into the bathroom for a shower. I wasn't in there long before I felt a hand trail down my stomach and down my leg. I felt him put kisses on my wet neck and shoulder. The water ran off our bodies as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he propped me up against the wall of the shower. I opened my eyes and looked into the face of my rainbow.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I shot up in the bed.
"Angel? Are you okay?" Shane asked running out of the bathroom. He knelt down beside the bed and took my hand in his. He kissed the back of my hand lightly and rubbed it as he looked into my eyes. "Another rainbow dream?"
"Yes. This time we were having sex in the shower while you were asleep in the bedroom."
"What's up wit dat!?" he exclaimed. My eyes grew wide as I burst into laughter. "It was just a dream. Nothing to worry about."
He stood up and kissed the top of my head before walking back into the bathroom. I heard the shower water running and walked in. He stuck his head out of the curtain and smiled at me.
"Couldn't stay away from Sugar's hot bod, huh?" he asked egotistically. "How'd you guess!?" I asked as I bit on my lower lip. I began to tease him. I ran my fingers up and down his wet, bare chest.
"Why don't you join me? You look a little dirty."
"Well, I am feeling a little dirty right now. I guess I could use a good wash down." I stepped into the tub and Shane pulled me into his wet body. He placed kisses on my shoulder and put his hands all over my back. I ran my fingers through his hair as the water dripped off of us. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him as he pushed me against the wall of the shower. He put his hands against the wall and the heat of our bodies together washed over me. We moved rhythmically together like we had time and time again before. We stopped abruptly when we heard the door open to his room. Since the bathroom door was open, Shane quickly pulled the curtain around the tub.
"Anyone here? The door was unlocked!" We heard Randy's voice yell from the bedroom. My eyes grew wide as Shane helped me off of him. I reached around the curtain and pulled a towel off the racks. I wrapped it around me and stepped out of the tub.
"Randy?" I said as I walked out of the bathroom. He turned around and looked at me. You could feel the tension between us was thick and uncomfortable.
"I came up to get you for our meeting," he said with an unfriendly tone. "But I see you won't be ready for awhile."
"Just give me ten minutes. Or I can meet ya'll in the lobby," I said with the same tone.
"We'll meet you in the lobby in ten minutes. Wouldn't want to be here when your wonderful boyfriend, Shane fuckin Helms gets back. I don't need to be here to see that!" he yelled angrily.
"He's already here! You couldn't hear us screaming each others names??!!" I yelled back.
"I should have known you were already fucking him. Makes sense. Two sluts getting together!"
"You fucking asshole! I told you once not to call her a slut!" I heard Shane yell. He stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He was dripping with water as he walked with confidence over to Randy.
"Why? I'm only speaking the truth. You two are sluts. She'll find out that you're sleeping around and you know it! And I wouldn't be surprised if she was sleeping around on you too!!!" Randy yelled as he slammed the door behind him.
"Asshole," Shane said.
"Shane, you're not sleeping with other girls are you?" I asked with hurt in my voice.
"No, I wouldn't do that to you. You should know that I'm not like that. He's just trying to end our relationship. Which isn't going to happen!" He pulled me into his arms. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm sorry I questioned it. I know you wouldn't do that to me, it's just that he's so intent on making us believe we're sluts. You know I wouldn't do that right?" I asked. "I'm not a slut. Seriously, I've only been with you and one other guy."
"I know. I'm not at all worried about it. Don't listen to anything he says. It's not true. That's all in my past anyways." I stepped back and stared at him.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I thought you knew about my past." I shook my head as he sighed.
"When I was in the WCW I had quite the reputation for being, well, a slut. I slept around. It was really bad, but I had girls throwing themselves on me and I guess I couldn't deal with it. Well, not in the right way. So I dealt with it in the only way I knew how. Give in. And give in, I did. After about a year I realized that it was the wrong thing and I stopped. I haven't done anything like that since my 3-Count days. And I would never do anything like that again. Especially while I'm with you," he explained. He kissed me softly and I smiled.
"Thanks for telling me. I'm glad you told me. Really, I am. But unfortunately, I have to go meet the asshole in the lobby." I grabbed one of his sweatshirts and a pair of lounge pants. I quickly changed and ran downstairs. Bob and Randy were sitting in the lobby quietly. Bob jumped up and hugged me the moment he saw me.
We had a quick discussion about the match and I went to the gym to work out. I ended up beating up a punching bag to let out all of my anger about Randy. If only I could have had his face taped on the thing. That probably would have helped, but then again I probably would have ripped the thing in half if it did have his picture on it. I eventually left the gym and went back to the hotel to shower. I rode with Shannon to the arena since Matt and Shane had already left.
"You and Shane must be getting pretty serious?" Shannon asked sweetly.
"Yeah we are. I love him."
"Yeah, and he loves you. I'm just really surprised you're not with Jeff. I mean look at you. You're the spitting image of Jeff. You've got the hair, the clothes, the attitude, the talent. It's like you were meant for each other." Shannon said as he parked the car. I unhooked the belt and looked at him.
"It's almost like all of you want me and Shane to split up. Why?" I asked turning to face him.
"Nobody wants you two to split up. Really, we don't. I was just saying that it surprises me that you don't wanna be with Jeff. You two do have chemistry together. But so do you and Shane. Which ever person you want to be with, I'm happy for the both of you and wish you the best of luck. Any guy would be lucky to have you," he said kissing me on the cheek.
"Thanks I think. And I wanna be with Shane. Jeff's like my brother and that's it." I got out of the car and grabbed my bag from the backseat. I walked into the arena and started getting ready for the match.
"Now entering the ring from Corinth, Maine, MYSTIC ANGEL!!!" I walked out bouncing my head to the beat. I looked at the ring and saw Randy leaned up against one of the posts with his arms crossed.
I walked down the ramp waving at the crowd and flipped into the ring. I glared at Randy as I went to stand on the posts. Billy, Chuck, and Rico walked out as Bob and I stood on the apron while Randy went up against Chuck. I stood on the apron, reluctantly, cheering Randy on. Randy tagged in Bob and stood as far away from me as possible. We didn't make any eye contact. I cheered on Bob as he fought Billy. He was down and had to get out. He tagged in Randy and I continued to cheer. Rico came around and attacked Bob from behind. Randy was in trouble and I knew I had to get in there. But he was being hard headed. He wouldn't tag me in. He got pushed into our corner and I made the blind tag. I jumped in and went after Billy, but Randy pulled me away. He pushed me into the posts hard and lunged at him. I punched him and kicked him I even put him into a snap suplex. He just angered me so much that I could have lifted a 400 lbs man. I could have lifted Rakishi. I continued to punch and kick as I was lifted off of him by Billy. I struggled for him to let me down as he carried me up the ramp and placed me on the floor.
"What the hell was that all about?" he asked holding onto my shoulders.
"He should have tagged me in. So I did it myself and he got all pissed off."
"You shouldn't have attacked him back like that. You should have just waited till you got back here," he said softly. "Although, I do understand where you are coming from and I probably would have done the same thing."
"Case, what the hell were you doing?" Bob yelled.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to screw up the match."
"Well you did. What the fuck was the purpose to you lunging at me?!" Randy yelled.
"Randy, don't yell at her. She didn't screw up the match. You did!" Bob yelled.
"ME!!??? I'm not the one that did a blind tag and lunged at their partner!" Randy glared at me. I crossed my arms and stared at him.
"No, you didn't, but you did push her away instead of accepting the fact that she knew that you had to get out of there!" Billy yelled.
"Whatever man! Casey, I hope you and Shane are very happy together! Later!" Randy yelled as he stormed off.
"Casey, ya ready to get out of here?" Shane asked as he put a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked at him.
"Yeah, I am." I turned back to the guys and smiled. "Thanks for sticking up for me with Randy. That was awesome of you guys."
"No problem. Not like you would have needed the help anyways," Billy said as I gave him a hug. I gave Bob a hug and took off with Shane.